To the people who once loved me…

You told me to believe in miracles and I will. I'll believe that you will read this, that you'll remember that life we once shared. 

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Monsters under the bed

When we were younger, all we had to fear was the darkness under our beds. What happens now, when we can no longer distinguish between the darkness and ourselves?

Hopelessness

They say that there will always be light at the end of the tunnel but what am I fated to, when the only light I see is behind me?

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